" Willie Nelson's trademark song. It describes my professional life - ever on the road. That brings me to my latest interesting encounter.I had dinner... at a new Mexican restaurant this evening. I dined alone, as is most common. While 1/2 way through my meal, a strikingly attractive woman entered the restaurant and was seated at a table next to me. As she passed, we made eye contact and smiled. I suggested she order what I had, as it was delicious. She smiled again and said, "Perhaps I will!"I. "I'm sorry, I fell asleep." I said with a slight chuckle. He just smiled as he leaned back into his chair, brushing his hand through his messy dark hair. "Did you miss me?" I asked, my fingers brushing over the neckline of my tshirt. "I always do." He answered, giving me another smile. His voice always drove me crazy, it almost didn't suit his appearance or his personality. His voice was deep, sexy, but he almost looked too kind. Or too sweet.Without hesitating I lifted my shirt over my head, I. Thur said, “I laughed for a hundred years on that one.”“How about that time when she got dyed purple?” Chom asked.“That was funny,” Pip said laughing.“Remember when she cut off her beard?” Thur asked.“That was so stupid. Who ever heard of a female dwarf without a beard?” Grum asked shaking his head.Pip said, “We better get over there before we miss the show.”The reminder of his mission caused Sean to take off in a run. The path that he had taken several times a day seemed to be twice as long as. His sissy white bitch who belong pleasing bigger better black cocki lived it all, all they say in the hypno-youll be loving it, to be a black man bitch is what you want sissy boy-you will jump on your toy dreaming of a bbc daddy , until it finally happen and you will be so ready so open because all the tiome you camne here to ear me tell you that YOU LOVE BBCall of it was true i cant even imagine not coming back pleasing this bbc i found and be his thing, is sissy , is whateverhe took me so.